Not sure why this year was different. 18 is no milestone anniversary year. Birthday, perhaps. Lot of things can happen at 18 that previously weren’t avaiable. But 18 shouldn’t be anything special like 10 or 20.

But as I sat in my car, at times the speedometer topping out at 15 in a 65 zone and the brake getting an extensive workout, my mind started to wander. Usually when this happens in traffic I just blank out or lose myself in a song on the radio or the shape of a cloud overhead. Today, on September 11, memory kicked in and took over and filled the blank spaces with what had happened on this day in 2001.